InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Seperation ❯ Chapter 12

Not many leeeeeeeeeeeeeeft…

 

 

Max's POV

 

I had spent a week in the small hut where I'd spent the night with Miroku and Sango…they were gone, apparently out looking for me. But I didn't care about anything but caring for InuYasha. He wasn't hurt bad, since he had his demon blood and whatnot, but I HAD stabbed him directly in the heart…so it was taking a while for him to heal properly. I'd wrapped his wound and done everything I could to help it heal. Now I was only waiting for him to wake up.

I was completely horrified with myself. I'd stabbed him. My husband. I'd nearly killed him. The whole reason he was here was to come and get me, and now he was laying between life and death. All because of me. I'd never been more upset with myself.

There wasn't much I could do for him. I mostly sat in the corner across from where he was laying, watching him, counting his breaths, making sure they were even and continuous. I would rest my chin on my knees, praying to any god I knew that he would wake up and be fine. I'd never forgive myself if he didn't. Never.

 

 

 

The sun was low near the end of the week, and I was dozing in my corner, my head on my knees, eyes closed, nearly asleep. I was still wearing the outfit that Kikyo had left for me in the forest…mainly because I'd left my other clothes there, so I didn't have anything else. I was nearly asleep when I heard something breathing in my ear. ((Scareh…)) I jumped and my eyes flew open, ready to fight off anything that was there, but the person there just held me tight to them as if trying to calm me down. I stopped fighting after a moment and looked up.

InuYasha.

I clung to him instantly, and all at the same time trying to not hit his wound any more than I had to. I lied there for a long time, simply crying against him, so thankful that he was alright, and also choking out apologies every once and a while between my sobs. He'd stop me though, telling me it was alright. I'd never known him to be so caring before, and it was a really nice change.

“I'm so sorry…” I whispered. “I thought you were…Kikyo made me…”

His response was only to hug me closer to him. “It doesn't matter what happened. I know what she was doing, she told me all about it before you showed up.”

I lifted my eyes towards him, the tears not yet dried on my cheeks. “Then why didn't you stop me?”

He kissed me lightly. “Even if she hadn't had me frozen to the spot, you were enchanted to see me as someone else. If I'd tried to stop you, you would have stabbed me anyway.”

I thought about it. It was probably true. If I'd thought he was Naraku, I would have tried to kill him even as he was trying to stop me, thinking he was only defending his pathetic life.

I buried my face in InuYasha's shoulder. “I'll never forgive myself…” I said quetly.

His body language almost seemed surprised at me falling against him like that, but a moment later he had me pulled close to him, hugging me tightly, stroking my hair in an attempt to get me to calm down. “You may not…but I already do,” he whispered into my hair. “I love you Max, no matter what's happened.”

He kissed me, and I kissed back, still not believing that he was actually alive. Outside, the sun sank over the side of the horizon, cloaking the world in darkness, and along with the lack of light, a calm settled over me.

 

 

The next morning I woke up, InuYasha beside me, his breathing even and peaceful, thank God. I hated to wake him up, but I knew that we had better be going home, Kim would be worried to death, if she wasn't already.

Not long after, he and I stood at the side of the hut. I was staring at the wall. There was nothing strange about it, nothing that would spark my interest. I looked over at InuYasha, who was still walking a little slower due to his not yet fully healed injury. “Now what exactly does this have to do with going home?”

He motioned towards it. “That's how I got back here. So I'm assuming that's how we get back.”

“InuYasha. It's a wall.”

“I know that. But look.”

Sticking out his arm…it went right through the wall. Whoa. He smirked at me. “See? It's a portal. They're hidden everywhere.”

Shrugging, I took his hand. “Shall we go then?”

Smirking again, he pulled me into the wall…er…portal…whatever…after him. I just hoped that we'd be able to get back home and not go to some other wacky place…

 

 

I know, I know, they're getting short. It's just because mostly everything has been done and I just need to wrap it all up…………………..and I've lost my inspiration. So sue me.